Boys will be Boys :Trevor:Open:

[Connor Micheal Collins]

Connor didn't have anything planned, he was currently laying on the floor of the common room, his butt against one of the couches, his feet crossed up on the couch. Technically he was upside down, but he was laying down, so he wasn't really sure what the position would be called. His eyes were currently closed, but he wasn't sure what he was going to do after his dentition with Professor Animus. She wasn't giving him any type of leeway, and this point, he didn't want her to. She was just a uppity thing, the Ravenclaw didn't want to talk to her let alone deal with the issue at hand. Puplia got under his skin, but that wasn't the only reason he wanted out of that class, it was just another year with a hypocrite professor. 

Letting out a breath, he opened his eyes, barely aware of the fire that was above him. The blonde boy wondered what Lucien what was doing, would he be too busy to hang out with him tonight? After his detention again, Connor would just skip those too if he wasn't scared of being expelled. Redferne would let him drop his classes with Animus, but skipping detentions was a whole different field Connor didn't think he was ready to play in. 

He felt the couch dip more than he saw it, looking over to the person who was over near him now, Connor would have moved if he was going to be a bother. Most people came over here with their friends or to read, with Connor here, it might be a distraction or a bothersome. He pulled his feet off the couch, maybe he could walk around with Lucien until he had to go, but he was pretty sure Lucien said he had homework tonight. Connor had already finished all of his, but now, he wasn't really sure was the best idea. Finishing everything so soon. Now he was by himself, boarderline sulking. 

Tag: Trevor Dixon

[Trevor Dixon]

Trevor dropped onto the couch, looking curiously at the boy on the floor. What was he doing, lying on the floor? Trevor was pretty sure the other boy was Connor. When he moved his feet, Trevor spoke.
"Oh, don't, you're welcome to leave your feet where they were. After all, I came here and disturbed them, not vice versa." He flashed Connor a killer smile.
"May I ask what you are doing, lying on the floor, when there is this lovely, comfortable couch to sit on?" he inquited, an eyebrow raised quizzically. He hadn't spoken much to Connor before, but this lying-on-the-floor incident seemed like a good place to change that.

[Connor Micheal Collins]

When the younger started to talk to him, Connor didn't really know what to say at first, but he smiled back, putting his feet back. "Uhm, okay. Thanks." He didn't really know what he was thanking him for, but it felt polite. Obviously his housemate didn't mind his company, so that made him feel a little bit better about being here. That really wasn't the case normally. "I don't know, really, I guess it's more relaxing this way. Like when you do yoga or something, you're body moves that way." Connor didn't really have an explanation for his position, he was just relaxed and comfortable.

"Uhm..you're, you're name's Trevor right?" Connor hoped he was right, he didn't want to be rude when the other boy was letting Connor sick around. Well, Connor was here first, but he could have just let Connor leave too though. "Sorry, if I'm wrong, just never talked to you before. So, if, uhm, if you want me to move or you have someone coming, I'll leave. It's okay, I'm sure I can find homework to do." Which was a lie, but he didn't want the other male to feel like he had to let Connor hang around here, there was nothing worst than forced company.

[Trevor Dixon]

"Yeah, I'm Trevor." He smiled again, showing off a cute dimple. "No, there's no one coming, I'm all on my own."
He settled back comfortably.
"I know we haven't really talked before...but we're changing that right now. That's good, I'm curious about you." Trevor really was curious. Word had gotten around that Connor had got on the wrong side of some Slytherin girl who was planning revenge, he was said to be dating a Gryffindor prefect, and he had somehow gotten into detention with Professor Animus. That would be enough to make anyone curious, but Trevor had found himself wondering who that quiet, shy boy was even before all these rumours had sprung up.

[Connor Micheal Collins]

Turning his head to the side, too look at Trevor better, Connor returned the smile, shaking his head. "Curious? There's not much to know I don't think." Really, Connor had been going through so much this year he didn't even know what was what anymore. He knew didn't want people thinking he was this big trouble maker, but really, it was one accident that got blown out of proportion. "You're not a seventh year are you? I don't think we have any classes together.." Connor thought it over, the other boy was very close to his own age in looks, so maybe a year blow him? Two years at the max.

Sitting up, Connor sat cross legged on the floor looking up at Trevor, "What book are you reading? I'm mostly in the library if I get the chance, but I haven't gotten to read really when I go there. Lucien..oh uhm, sorry, guess I said a lot." Connor said blushing at the ground, he was really bad with talking to people unless he was angry at them it seemed like. And unless there were yelling at him, Connor seemed to be just fine talking. When Puplia yelled at him, he back down. He's never really been yelled at before, not really. He was sure Trevor didn't care about his reading habbits or who Connor was dating, but maybe Trevor would want to talk who he was dating? "Uhm..What do you wanna talk about? I'm not very good at conversation. I just kinda..uhm, babble." Connor felt self-conscious once again, unsure of what to say. Lucien normally would laugh at him and take over, but with a new person, Connor felt a little out of place.

[Trevor Dixon]

Trevor smiled again. "Oh, I bet there's a lot to know about you, and I'd really love to find out." He leaned forward to get a better look at Connor's face.

"You're right, I'm in sixth year," he answered.

Slipping down from the sofa in a smooth motion, Trevor landed beside Connor.
"No, you didn't, go on." Again, he showed his dimple. "I want to know more about you, how could I find out if you didn't talk?"

"Books are a great topic, actually. I'm reading a french play at the moment, called Hélas, Je me suis Transfiguré Les Pieds. Just some light reading for fun." He shrugged.
"So why don't you get to read in the library?" Almost unnoticeably, he moved closer to Connor.

[Connor Micheal Collins]

Blushing a little deeper when Trevor said he wanted to get to know him, but it flattered Connor a little too. He didn't even know the younger boy and he was wanting to get to know him? Maybe this would be a good time to a make a friend outside of Lucien. Luicen was really the only person he hung out with if he wasn't studying or in detention. Smiling, Connor didn't even think to move away when Trevor got closer to him. "Well, thanks. Uhm, I don't know what to say I guess. Have you heard..I'm a real bad boy now? I left class and haven't been back since. But I don't know, I think she went over board." Connor attempted to joke, but it didn't stop from there, he got nervous thinking about what Trevor would think if he was actually causing trouble. "I would have returned, if she didn't make me so mad. Lucien doesn't think much of it though which is good, what..sorry. I talk a lot when I get nervous. Uhm, what about you? What classes are you taking right now?" Connor ended up finishing nervously, his one shot at making a friend he goes and acts like babbling idiot.

When Trevor sat next to him, Connor moved over to him, so that they could face on another. "Well...I don't know. Maybe your mind reader. Or maybe you should be or I'll talk too much for either of us." Connor said jokingly more to his feet than to Trevor. "I don't know, Lucien doesn't really like to read, he's kinda distracting. I mean, it's not bad, but I like to read sometimes. But I like it that he's more..I don't know, it's not bad. I can read in here if I really want to I guess, I guess I don't really read anymore." Connor didn't even notice that Trevor was so close to him, or he really didn't see anything unnatural about it. He's seen a lot of people do this in classes or in the hallways. Why couldn't him and Trevor?

[Trevor Dixon]

Trevor laughed. "I doubt you're really a bad boy. You don't seem like one." He grinned. "And everyone can have a row with a teacher. Teachers aren't perfect, I think."
He ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm taking all the regular classes, plus Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures. I really love Astronomy. And it's always pretty romantic, sitting in the tower in the dark, watching the stars. Too bad you're not in my class." He winked at Connor.

"Why do I make you nervous?" he asked, curious what was going on inside the older boy's head. Trevor was slightly surprised to find himself trying to flirt with a guy who was dating someone. But there was something about Connor that drew him to the older boy, made him irresistable to Trevor. Not flirting seemed impossible.

Trevor gazed into Connor's eyes. "I'd love to be able to read your mind. But, alas, I'm just an ordinary guy without such powers, so we'll have to stick to the common art of speaking."

Trevor watched Connor, totally fascinated by the way his shy demeanor made him so unbelievably cute.

"I love to read...but there are also nicer pasttimes. Like talking with you."

[Connor Micheal Collins]

Connor's jaw dropped for a second, completely surprised and not masking it, it was too forward to be friendly. Trevor was flirting with him! Blushing, Connor turned his head to look off to the side, he didn't know what to say, he's been flirted with before, but this wasn't something he knew how to stop! "Uhm..I, uhm, your flirting." Connor finally managed, he wondered what Lucien would think about this. Connor doubted the other boy would even care, like, so it was just a passing thought. That alone though, that kinda stung, maybe it was normal though. "I'm, uhm, dating."

Stumbling over the words, he realized how close they were without Connor even realizing it. Was he supposed to move? Was this okay? Would he be a bad friend if he did? Would he be a bad boyfriend if he didn't? Trevor was good looking, Connor could see that, or least had seen that when he was looking at the other boy. Red faced and eyes glued to the walls of the Common Room, Connor was embarrassed and nervous all over again. He liked Trevor's company, it was nice to talk to someone outside of detention and Lucien.

So he ignored it, he ignored the closeness, and tried to continue with the conversation, "I'm not thinking much...Uhm, thinking about how messy your hair is though. Not a bad messy though! Like..people talk about how muggle I look, uhm, hipster or something? I don't know, but your is kinda different. I like it. Well, I don't know, sorry."

[Trevor Dixon]

Trevor grinned. "You caught me, I am flirting. And I know you're dating. I apologize if I make you feel uncomfortable," he said earnestly.
"I don't know what it is, but you're so damn alluring, I'm so drawn to you, I can't seem to stop flirting." He looked a bit embarassed. "I'm not usually such a flirt. I hope your boyfriend doesn't mind me flirting with you."

He smiled. "I'm really glad you like my hair, it's a good start." He paused, trying to catch Connor's eyes. This was crazy. It was as if he had lost control of his voice. His thoughts were pouring out uncensored, something he had avoided since childhood. He should probably get up and walk away. It was obvious that Connor was in a relationship and not interested in jeopardizing that. But his voice had a different plan.
"I'm thinking about kissing you, actually."